Cool and handsome girls' vests

Chapter 227 I Know Your Dad
Mo Xi held a red pen, twirled it casually a few times in his hand, and then wrote a line of words somewhere on the document, before gently answering him.

After reading and annotating the document in her hand, and putting it aside, she said aloud: "Go and see if there is any good in the lower hand, and promote some people to come up to him as special assistants."

Ling Aoxun naturally knew who she was talking about, he chuckled a few times, and after saying yes, he walked up to Qian Shijiang's side and patted him on the shoulder: "Old Qian, congratulations, You're about to get promoted, work hard!"

In the morning, Ling Aoxun came to Yunling, and Qian Shijiang naturally knew that they were leaving Licheng in a few days.

He couldn't tell how he felt.

Being promoted is naturally a joy.

But thinking about it, in the past few months, Ling Aoxun and Meng Zhiqin have brought the company to such a large size, and now they are leaving, leaving only themselves here, and they will feel a little sad.

He nodded, and said in an emotionally unclear voice: "I know, I will definitely do a good job, you and Miss Mo can rest assured, Yunling Group has me, as long as I am here, I will It won’t let the Yunling Group fall down one day!”

Ling Aoxun smiled, clenched his fist and lightly tapped his arm: "No, old money, don't be so emotional, listen to what you say, it seems like we won't come to see you in the future, don't worry, wait for me Find a few reliable special assistants for you, and you will be free, and then you can come to us at any time."

"I know," Qian Shijiang nodded again. In fact, he didn't say anything. It should be something every employee would do to reassure his boss.

Seeing this, Ling Aoxun hammered his shoulder again, and didn't speak any more.

By the time Mo Xi and Quan Hao put down the last document at the same time, it was already past twelve o'clock.

Ling Aoxun immediately came over and started packing up the files.

Mo Xi, who was sitting by the side, just took out his mobile phone from his pocket when Meng Zhiqin's call came in.

"Sister Xi, let's celebrate together! Steward Han was sentenced to eight years in prison! According to his current physical condition, he is probably going to die of old age in prison!"

Mo Xi: "..."

Is the word universal celebration used in this way?
She cleared her throat and replied nonchalantly, "Oh, I see."

"..."

Meng Zhiqin listened to her voice: "..."

Well, she should have known she would say that.

I really shouldn't have come to her to share this joy.

She coughed lightly: "Well, Sister Xi, I'll just hang up if I have nothing to do. I'm going to eat first. There's another show in the afternoon."

Mo Xi raised her eyebrows and hung up the phone without saying anything.

At this time, Ling Aoxun had already packed up the documents, and together with Qian Shijiang, the four of them went to Junlan for dinner together.

As soon as he entered the private room and sat down, someone came to report: "Young Master Ling, the Han family is here and they want to see you."

"The Han family?" Ling Aoxun frowned slightly: "Who is it? Han Zhengxiong? Come to us to beg for mercy?"

"No," the person who reported shook his head: "He said he was Han Fuzhou, and he wanted to ask you for a favor."

"Oh?" Ling Aoxun chuckled, looked at Mo Xi, waiting for her opinion.

"See you." Mo Xi leaned back in the chair, put one hand on the table, thought for two seconds, and probably guessed why he came here.

After Han Fuzhou came in, he didn't twitch too much, and said straight to the point: "Miss Mo, I heard that you know the mayor of Licheng? Can you let him order the arrest of Han Zhengxiong?"

The power, status, and connections of the Han family in Licheng are really nothing to brag about. Even though the Han family is sealed and the Han family is on the decline, he still can't take down Han Zhengxiong.

However, he already had a budget for this matter, otherwise, he would not have taken the risk to seek cooperation with them.

Mo Xi glanced at him expressionlessly, then turned her head to look at Quan Hao.

Quan Hao didn't speak, picked up the phone and sent a message, then slowly put the phone back on the table, and nodded to Han Fuzhou.

Seeing this, Han Fuzhou knew that the matter had been resolved, so he didn't stay any longer, thanked them, and left.

As soon as he left and the door of the private room was closed, Ling Aoxun turned to look at Mo Xi, scratched his head, and asked in a puzzled way: "Sister Xi, there is one thing I can't understand, why do you want to cooperate with Han Fuzhou?" ah?"

It stands to reason that this sister absolutely disdains to cooperate with others. Moreover, she can wipe out the Han family by herself, so why does she need to cooperate with others!

Mo Xi glanced at him expressionlessly, thought for two seconds, and said calmly, "His parents were killed by Han Zhengxiong."

Ling Aoxun was stunned for a few seconds before he understood what she meant by saying this, nodded his head, closed his mouth tightly and did not speak any more.

Hearing this, Quan Hao turned his head to look at her, pursed his thin lips, and held her hand a little tighter.

After the meal, Mo Xi and Quan Hao went back to the villa, Ling Aoxun stayed at Junlan and continued to explain the work, while Qian Shijiang went back to Yunling.

When Mo Xi and Quan Hao returned to the villa holding hands, Quan Yu and Assistant Deng had already returned.

Seeing them coming in, the two stood up immediately, and shouted respectfully: "Young Master Quan, Miss Mo."

Quan Hao nodded, stroked Mo Xi's palm lightly, and looked at her with lowered eyelashes: "Do you want to go to sleep for a while?"

"Yes," Mo Xi replied lightly, then went upstairs.

Quan Hao looked at her figure going upstairs, pursed his lips, cast a glance at the two people standing beside him, and followed her steps.

As soon as he entered the room, Mo Xi went straight to the bathroom.

Seeing this, Quan Hao closed the door and sat down directly on the sofa.

When Mo Xi came out, he saw him propping his head with one hand and looking in her direction.

Mo Xi raised her eyebrows slightly, and walked slowly to sit beside him.

"Don't you really want to think about it?" Quan Hao still looked at her with his head propped up, the light in his deep dark eyes fluctuated, and he slowly opened his lips, his voice was still lazy: "Actually, you may not know, I and Your dad knows."

Mo Xi paused for a moment, then turned to look at him, and immediately fell into his deep eyes. After thinking for about half a second, he remembered what he said a few hours ago when the two were in the car -

"I'll accompany you to visit the grave, you can accompany me back to the capital."

At that time, she didn't say anything.

Neither agreed, nor refused.

Mo Xi blinked her beautiful eyes twice, looked at Quan Hao, pursed her lips, and said "Oh."

As for the relationship between Mo Honglang and Quan Zhenrong, they knew each other normally, so she was not too surprised: "Tomb-sweeping is fine, but I won't go to the capital."

(End of this chapter)